I miss my truck. It was so big and kept me safe even though it was impossible to park. I miss its loud horn and the saggy bumper and the crazy cd player and the license plate.
I just miss driving all together. Now I have no freedom know to just go where I want when I want. I gotta walk all the way there. Which don't get me wrong, was kinda nice and fun at first but now its just getting old. And what am I supposed to do when its cold? I can't walk to the grocery store in the snow. If only I had access to a certain van....
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